The Heiress Acts Mischievously, But Her Family Can Read Her Mind novel Chapter 367

Chapter 367: Chapter 366: If There’s Really Another Chance to Meet Again

Jiang Nanshu slammed the table forcefully.

Everyone present shuddered in fright.

Jiang Nanshu’s face beamed with joy, "What? There’s such good news? Let him scatter it, I will just transport this money tree to Port City and bury it, it would also serve as another form of laying my benefactor to rest."

The crowd: "..."

Jiang Nanshu looked at his female assistant, "Later, give me the surveillance footage of the ash scattering; I’m worried he might cut corners."

The female assistant: "..."

She scrutinized Jiang Nanshu’s expression carefully, utterly earnest. It seemed he truly meant every word, although some might be unable to accept someone scattering ashes at the doorstep, but if the boss had no objections, then they as employees had even less reason to object.

"Alright, Young Mr. Jiang, I’ll get back to him now."

The female assistant left.

Xun Wu regained his senses and, after a thoughtful moment, clapped his hands and shouted: "Brilliant, boss! You’re not only burying your benefactor but also gifting him a money tree to bless his next life with abundant wealth, and it’s all thanks to you."

Jiang Nanshu gave him a ’teachable child’ look.

President Dong: "..."

While scattering someone else’s ashes was vile, their tolerance for it astounded him even more.

He coughed lightly, "I’ll go supervise the work then."

Saying so, he walked away with his beer belly protruding.

Xun Wu, seeing Jiang Nanshu’s calm demeanor, sighed in relief, fearing that Jiang Nanshu might rush out and fall into the enemy’s trap instead.

Although he didn’t know the details of Jiang Nanshu’s past, he knew that her benefactor was very important to her.

Xun Wu moved his lips, as he had many questions he wanted to ask Jiang Nanshu.

However, Jiang Nanshu was still idly spinning a pen between her fingers.

He hesitated to speak, then stopped, then hesitated again.

His hesitant look somewhat irritated Jiang Nanshu.

She slightly raised her eyebrows, "If you have something to say, just say it. Why hold it in?"

Xun Wu gave a dry laugh, "Well, boss... weren’t you confined in a mental institution for half a year last year? It was that scoundrel you met, what did he say to you that sparked your murderous intent..."

What he said...

Jiang Nanshu furrowed her brows, her memory drifting back to that day.

Jiang Nanshu had always known she was a twisted person, craving love and becoming deeply dependent on anyone who showed her affection, but also fearing love, afraid that losing it might crush her.

She was never a particularly wise person.

Thus, the death of Zhou Yanxu was a disaster for her.

The person who ruined her tranquility was none other than Zhou Yanbai, as he was the mastermind behind that devastating fire.

Her vain and greedy parents were just unfortunate victims driven by trends, not worthy of sympathy.

Jiang Nanshu smiled at Xun Wu, "What he said isn’t important; this time, I won’t fall into his trap again."

Seeing Jiang Nanshu unwilling to elaborate, Xun Wu did not press further.

The ashes Zhou Yanbai eventually did not scatter on her money tree, probably fearing it would benefit her, or perhaps doubting whether she had moved on from Zhou Yanxu, waiting instead for another opportunity to probe.

If Zhou Yanbai did scatter the ashes,

Jiang Nanshu could only apologize to Zhou Yanxu.

After all, he was alive in another world; perhaps she could erect a ceremonial tomb for him here, placing a few of his clothes within, as a way to return him to his homeland.

So passed a calm month.

Jiang Nanshu followed an extremely regular routine, going to the company, attending meetings, eating meals, discussing projects, and occasionally traveling elsewhere on business trips, all the while avoiding Zhou Yanbai and secretly gathering evidence of his crimes. This time, Jiang Nanshu was determined to make sure he could not recover.

She worked hard to make money, but Zhou Yanbai was not willing to let her off.

Beijing welcomed a fragrant April, filled with spring greenery.

Jiang Nanshu was reviewing documents.

Her female assistant knocked on the office door.

"Young Mr. Jiang... that Mr. Zhou has come again; he’s been here at least seven times this month, and each time we’ve denied him entry to the company..."

Jiang Nanshu looked up at her and nodded slightly, "Come in and talk."

The female assistant stepped in.

She looked somewhat hesitant.

Jiang Nanshu asked directly, "Has he sent you to relay a message again?"

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